We have a memory foam mattress at home, we got it about five years ago. And I have to say, that since we've had it, I haven't been able to get a good night's sleep in a hotel.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Sharks!
Just got back from five days at the Jersey Shore. It was nice. Renee and Brighton went with us, so that kept me really busy. It was so much fun taking Brighton to the beach! Here's a picture of us at the boardwalk:
We have a memory foam mattress at home, we got it about five years ago. And I have to say, that since we've had it, I haven't been able to get a good night's sleep in a hotel.
We have a memory foam mattress at home, we got it about five years ago. And I have to say, that since we've had it, I haven't been able to get a good night's sleep in a hotel.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Alert the media....the crotch protector is missing
So, I did find a bathing suit I really liked. Tried it on, it fit perfectly. Last weekend, I put it on and wore it out at the pool. As soon as it got wet, the top really started to sag....on the sides you could see right in to my boobs. It didn't matter how tight I tied it around my neck, the top was completely saggy. So, I decided to take it back. I know you don't generally take bathing suits back, but there is obviously something wrong with this one.
So, I go back to the store (TJ Maxx) and go up to the counter to return it. I have the receipt and the tags in the bag. The bitchy looking older woman next to the girl who is waiting on me says, "You can't take back a bathing suit that has the tags off." The girl says, "There something wrong with it, it stretched out when it got wet." The woman says, "Call the manager, he'll have to okay it. Is the crotch protector still in the suit?"
Girl: No, she wore it.
Woman: Call the manager. There needs to be a crotch protector.
Girl (over the loud speaker) So-and-so to the front desk
Manager (over loud speaker) I'm in the middle of something, what do you need?
Girl: I have a bathing suit return and the tags are off
Manager: Does she have the receipt?
Girl: Yes
Manager: okay, take it back
Woman: (yelling) Tell him the crotch protector is missing
Girl (looking unsure about saying it into the loud speaker, looks at me. I mouth to her DO NOT SAY CROTCH PROTECTOR) Okay, we can take it back without the tags?
Manager: Sure, I'll sign it later.
Woman: Now we're going to have to zero it out. We can't resell that!
Me: You shouldn't resell it...there's something wrong with it! My god, it was a $30 bathing suit, not the Hope Diamond!
Girl: giggles
So, I go back to the store (TJ Maxx) and go up to the counter to return it. I have the receipt and the tags in the bag. The bitchy looking older woman next to the girl who is waiting on me says, "You can't take back a bathing suit that has the tags off." The girl says, "There something wrong with it, it stretched out when it got wet." The woman says, "Call the manager, he'll have to okay it. Is the crotch protector still in the suit?"
Girl: No, she wore it.
Woman: Call the manager. There needs to be a crotch protector.
Girl (over the loud speaker) So-and-so to the front desk
Manager (over loud speaker) I'm in the middle of something, what do you need?
Girl: I have a bathing suit return and the tags are off
Manager: Does she have the receipt?
Girl: Yes
Manager: okay, take it back
Woman: (yelling) Tell him the crotch protector is missing
Girl (looking unsure about saying it into the loud speaker, looks at me. I mouth to her DO NOT SAY CROTCH PROTECTOR) Okay, we can take it back without the tags?
Manager: Sure, I'll sign it later.
Woman: Now we're going to have to zero it out. We can't resell that!
Me: You shouldn't resell it...there's something wrong with it! My god, it was a $30 bathing suit, not the Hope Diamond!
Girl: giggles
Saturday, July 09, 2011
Felt up
My mom's birthday party went well last weekend. She was thrilled, and a lot of her friends showed up. One of them, a woman with Alzheimers who I saw just a couple of years ago, came. Her daughter brought her and I greeted them at the door. "Mom," the daughter said, "You remember Schelley?" The mom looked puzzled. The daughter continued, "She's Jane's oldest" She looked me over and said, "Schelley? Oh my, you've really shot up!" Like I went from age 5 to age 12. It was cute. But, when they were leaving, she hugged me goodbye, then said she liked the dress I was wearing. She reached out to touch the material, on my shoulder and said, "It's so nice and soft..." as she proceeded to carress the dress, moving her hand down until she was actually rubbing my boob. For a few seconds. Talk about uncomfortable. I said, "Whoa, Gladys, take it easy there. You didn't even kiss me." Her daughter laughed, but I could tell she was embarrassed.
Other than that, it's been a slow week. Today we're having Keith's family over for a cookout, and so far it seems like the weather will be beautiful. Thank goodness.
Other than that, it's been a slow week. Today we're having Keith's family over for a cookout, and so far it seems like the weather will be beautiful. Thank goodness.
Saturday, July 02, 2011
Don't be ridiculous
So, last week I had a chat with Keith and told him how I was feeling, and that I didn't think I was going to be sticking around after Braden graduated. Not those words exactly, but that's the spark note version. His response....I'm probably depressed and should go to counseling. OK, whatever.
But, the other day I was coming home from work, and he was standing in the garage, right where I have to pull in. He was by the back wall, and just stood there while my car idled, waiting for him to move so I could park. He finally moved, and I parked. As I was getting out of my car, he said, "I thought I'd stay there in case you wanted to hit me." I said, "What are you talking about?" He said, "Well, that would be one less pain in your ass to deal with, right?" (I hate when he says things just because he wants me to say...no, no I would never want to get rid of you...I don't ever take that bait). So I said, "Don't be ridiculous. If I would have hit you, It wouldn't have been fatal, it probably would have just broken your legs then I'd have to take care of you all damn summer." He just looked at me, defeated, as I went in to the house.
But, the other day I was coming home from work, and he was standing in the garage, right where I have to pull in. He was by the back wall, and just stood there while my car idled, waiting for him to move so I could park. He finally moved, and I parked. As I was getting out of my car, he said, "I thought I'd stay there in case you wanted to hit me." I said, "What are you talking about?" He said, "Well, that would be one less pain in your ass to deal with, right?" (I hate when he says things just because he wants me to say...no, no I would never want to get rid of you...I don't ever take that bait). So I said, "Don't be ridiculous. If I would have hit you, It wouldn't have been fatal, it probably would have just broken your legs then I'd have to take care of you all damn summer." He just looked at me, defeated, as I went in to the house.
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